It was pretty easy to spot the giant's place from town. For starters he was a giant so the place was huge. The grounds alone took up many square miles, as his stride was long and he could cover a decent bit of ground even on a short stroll. The gardens stretched away from the great house in a maze of honeysuckle vines, which the giant loved to smell when they bloomed in the summertime.
The people in the town kind of liked having a giant around. It gave them a sense of security as well as a sense of importance. There was no way anyone would mess about with their town with a giant in the area. Also, having such a large structure made their town easy to find, as it became a bit of landmark, to say the least.
The giant was smart as well, and came up with great plan to watch over all the gold in the town. After all, who would be brave enough to steal from a giant? He soon came up with an equally brilliant plan to watch over all of the town's other valuables, and everyone soon lined up at the gates of his compound with baskets of jewelry, artwork, silver and family heirlooms of every sort.
Of course he employed many of the townsfolk directly, as his home and grounds required a fair amount of upkeep. There were acres of gardens to tend, a tremendous kitchen to cook and clean, courtyards to sweep and and lots of laundry to wash. The window washing crew were constantly hoisting their platforms up and down the many windows in the house. He even had a small crew on hand to polish his boots.
The giant was interested in a lot of things, but his most recent passion was entertaining. He decided he would host a feast.
